[He takes a drink of the tea. His voice is quiet, thoughtful, and he murmurs the words as he passingly studies the snow.]
I suppose you could put it that way.
[He turns back at the mention of his brother...or a version thereof, and manages a soft smile.]
Ah, so you've had guests, then? The flowers certainly are...fitting, I suppose.
[There is another question, but it's forgotten at the touch. He turns his face a bit arching brow and smirking at the comment, and he meets Miles' eyes.]
Then I must be very nearly obscene.
[He pulls his hand away his hand then, brushing his lips across Miles' fingers before releasing them.]
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Date: 2008-10-05 05:37 am (UTC)I suppose you could put it that way.
[He turns back at the mention of his brother...or a version thereof, and manages a soft smile.]
Ah, so you've had guests, then? The flowers certainly are...fitting, I suppose.
[There is another question, but it's forgotten at the touch. He turns his face a bit arching brow and smirking at the comment, and he meets Miles' eyes.]
Then I must be very nearly obscene.
[He pulls his hand away his hand then, brushing his lips across Miles' fingers before releasing them.]